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finding himself miles from home after a night in Old Bombay turns wild and crazy

One night In Bombay, India
I walked into a bar, 20 drinks too sober.
On the wrong end of a Friday night booze run
On the bad side of the Moon.

Over by where the Martians
Sat drinking their Martian whisky
Ogling the maidens from Venus.

Staring at the Earth women
Who were walking by, wearing skin-tight pants
Made their eyeballs hurt.

I gave into the spirit
I went over to the Martian dudes
And got drunk on the Martian madness.

Smoking some good old Mars dust
And flew off to the planet Jupiter
Just to have some fun with a lady

She said she was from Saturn
I did not know she was from the planet Pluto
Until I woke up the next day,

Naked, under the alien Sun
In Jail, on the Planet Alpa Centura
Light years away
a million miles from home.

A thousand years in the future
And I had no money, no honey
And no way home
Still 20 drinks too sober.

So I sat down in that jail
And started drinking
away my time

Until one day
I woke up and found myself
Back in that evil bar.

Back in Bombay
Over by the Martian whorehouse
Down by the Gate of India.

And I walked up to the Venus babe
And said, man, that was some bad shi.t
Let’s do it again someday
She smiled and I had my way.

Knew the day would come again
When I would be drinking with the Martians

And something wicked my way would come
Just another night of wicked fun
On the wrong side of the Moon
On the right night
In the mean streets of Bombay.


A nightmare from my Bombay days
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